She was distant, eyes surveying the room as the music played around her. She was far from intrigued, instead, she was seeking out the locals, wishing to see who had arrived from Mystic Falls. She knew her targets , intuition often working in her favour. She locked her gaze and sighed, preparing to play yet another act. "I'm sorry , you seem to have dropped this." She passed them the money that lay aimlessly on the floor, hoping to instigate a conversation and uncover their intentions.
❝ ⸻ that is not mine . ❞ Marie looked at the money with oddity . She had seen people exchange it for what they wanted . money . strange money . But she was honest with her answer . despite knowing she was starving , she felt like she took enough for the night when she took the clothes she was wearing .
He felt a mixture of different emotions in this moment. This beloved town was where he made many positive memories. He made dear friends here, and felt a sense of belonging unlike any other. However, this town held negative memories of which he thought were behind him. He was somewhat burdened by recurring thoughts of his past, his father in particular. His mind was clouded, so much so that he had not noted the person beside him. He turned, weekly smiling as he did. "I'm sorry, I was miles away."
❝ ⸻ I was asking if ze food is free . ❞ Marie only had four pounds to her name and she tried to use it once , only to be thought in it being a joke . The french woman was hungry and she was simply now going to have to hunt for rabbits or dear if it wasn't free .
“Yes you do, Allison,” Erica growled. Her claws dug into her hands and she felt some blood trailing down. “if it wasn’t for your family, i wouldn’t have lost my life. I wouldn’t have died,”
❝ My name is not Allison . It's Marie-Jeanne . ❞ This has been the second time someone has called her by that name . Eyes looked over at the brunette and she narrowed her eyes . Immediately knowing she was dealing with a werewolf . ❝ And whether this family killed you or not , it really depends on what you did and what innocents life you killed or threatened to deserve it . So how exactly did you lose your life that you are blaming it one this family ? killed by hunters ? ❞ Marie was on alert in case the girl tried anything .
Marie gave the she-wolf a strange look . Frowning at her sudden rudeness . ❝ I do not know what are you even talking about . So if you're looking for an apology , you clearly are not going to get it from when I don't know who you even are . ❞
"This town never ceases to amaze me." She exhaled, hands gripping lightly at the drink in her hold. She was unsure how a party would be festive to the newcomers of whom had seen their lives dissipate beneath them. Her family had seen such tragedies, and it haunted her to this day. "I suppose alcohol helps."
❝ ⸻ What is this town called ? ❞ marie-jeanne found that this was too big to be called a town ? The houses were strange and the way people dressed ... She had to blend in now and stole the ones she had on . ❝ how many livre for the alcohol ? ❞
Erica was trying to ignore that feeling. The one that someone was talking about her. It was even worst than before she turned now. Erica Reyes? Wasn't she missing? I thought she died? Ran off with that guy. What was his name? "Vernon Boyd. But he liked to be called Boyd," She realized though that she seemed to be speaking to herself. Because the people gossiping was across the room. She grabbed a drink that was at the table nearby and downed it. Maybe it would save her. She heard footsteps and she was sure they were her hearing going in and out. But not till she felt a presence nearby. "Sorry," She said.
❝ ⸻ why are you apologizing to me ? ❞ Marie was trying to stay hidden . She woke in a strange place , with strange people , strange clothing . The french woman wasn't sure what to make of anything . Only thing she knew was to try to blend in until she found someone who looked like they were trustworthy enough .
❝ I do not care about surviving one ... I want to know how to kill one . ❞
𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟⧸𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑒 : marie-jeanne valet ›› human / hunter ›› crystal reed .
❛❛ aesthetic. ❜❜ ― ◜ ❏ . ― blood stained bow & arrows , she was brave and strong and broken all at once , the first of her name , a huntress with silver in her veins . ― ◜ ❏ . ― →
𝐈 . . . 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 !
name . . . . marie-jeanne valet
nicknames . . . . marie , the maid of gévaudan
age . . . . 28
sexuality . . . . heterosexual
date of birth . . . . january 21st
place of birth . . . gevaudan , France
gender . . . . cis woman
pronouns . . . . she + her
current location . . . . beacon hills , CA
languages . . . . english , french .
𝐈𝐈 . . . 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 !
zodiac . . . . aquarius
bad habits . . . .
hobbies . . . . hunting
fears . . . . seeing children get hurt , killing her brother again .
other mentionable details . . . . it's important to note that marie is not a doppleganger , allison was born and she looks exactly like her .
𝐈𝐈𝐈 . . . 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 !
faceclaim . . . . crystal reed
height . . . . 5'8''
hair color . . . . brown
eye color . . . . brown
scars . . . . has a couple of scars on her body from hunting .
𝐈𝐕 . . . 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 !
parents names . . . . claudette ( mother / deceased ) + louise ( father / deceased )
parents relationship . . . . marie's memories of her parents were a bit blurred as they died when she was young and was raised by her brother sebastian .
siblings names . . . . sebastian valet .
pets . . . . n/a
income . . . none
residence . . . . unknown
𝐕 . . . 𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘 !
all is canon with marie which you can find HERE .
― marie died young and her children were raised by henri . coming back to life marie is confused and lost and not sure what to make of everything or even modern life .
― unlike her deceandants all up until allison , marie did not kill all supernatural people . ' We hunt those who hunt us ' was only for those who killed the innocents but given that marie was killed by what was thought to be a werewolf , the argent family / her sons became ruthless against the supernatural .
